Biography of Haytem Fakroun
Nothing much to say..
Oil Field Engineer, graduated in 2003 as a mechanical Engineer, I like to write things in English, I call them 'thoughts' although that some of my friends say that what I write deserves to be called 'poems'.. But I do not claim to be a poet, English is not even my mother language.. And I don't write anything in Arabic, so no way to call me a poet when I post in English... hmm, maybe I can be a song writer at best.. cheers
Haytem Fakroun's Works:
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Haytem Fakroun Poems
My own green heaven
I am not afraid, of losing your glory I am not keen, to keep you or to worry I am ready to forget the pain, pain I can bury No, I am not intending to tell you sorry
Of sorrow blue, and life in the mist Nights in the shadows of a dream Of sorrow blue, I’m losing the rest Of my life, drowned in the stream
Another life, to see your face I’ll wait for you in that place Wait the arms of your embrace For another hope, another space
Glad I break away (Mistakes I have done...
Glad I break away from the mistakes I’ve done Glad to run free from worries under a bright sun
Do you believe in love?
Day after day they ask me “Do you believe in love? ” And my answer always will be: “Like I believe earth is beneath me”
Oh kings so deaf (Please just DIE)
First, I do not expect this one to gain popularity among readers, this intended for the Arab world, only an Arab can understand the frustration caused by what is going on in Gaza.. ------****------ Gaza Gaza on this map you see
It felt so good (Before the end)
I know I’ve done this before. But this time - again - I repeat it. I keep knocking the same door. My brain rebels and the scent deceives it.
Tie my heart
Tie my heart to the anchors of life & reality Tie it or it will just cause disasters on earth Tie it, or it will break the others, death and fatality Leave it caged as it was since the day of birth
Lady of the shore
Back then I used to think: let this world sink, Fade in a blink, I thought know it all. I walk the road, I heard the word, I cut the chord, I toke the fall.
It feels like you are crying
It feels like I am dying Away from you It seems like you are hiding
Never ending cycle
Girl.. Good luck with your never ending cycle There is a thin line between love and hate
Change in life
Life was bright; I thought I'd never complain I could never tell the lesser from main
A play destined to be a tragedy
It was a play destined to be a tragedy Written by agony, Played by deception and misery Watched by clowns in loves with comedy On the stage of an ominous little cemetery
In all the cities I’ve been. Your ghostly shadow linger. Its keeps haunting me, into a dreadful chamber. Where your face appears, to make your missing grow stronger. It leaves me in my solitude. Solely facing my anger..
Another life, to see your face
I’ll wait for you in that place
Wait the arms of your embrace
For another hope, another space
Yet you ask, for another test
Another saga, another quest
Another journey for the best
With you when will I find the rest?